Alfa Slab One
Helene jumped back with a Yelp her own, scared out of her wits at the sudden Introduction. Her first had balled up in her pocket holding her rosary close. For a moment she thought the elder man was some sort of spirit or work of the devil."Seven rooms!"
She watched as the elderly man began to shuffle around behind the counter. The sound of old drawers opening and closing filled the dusty air."I have seven rooms, young lady. All of which are in fine order, yes. You’ll find them very suitable for a long stay. But my keys,"
Helene nods and begins looking around the room. She no idea where to start. Maybe up stairs in the bedrooms? The man could have dropped them when he left the building."The room keys. If you can just help me find them…My eyes aren’t as good as they used to be.”
Helene blinked, now a bit lost. Had the man forgotten already? Again Helene approached the counter, her eyes searching his. "Sir... we came to find lodging. You have some rooms, yes? One for myself and that man? If you could hand us the key we can attend to the rooms ourselves." She was hoping to jog his idle memory, so they could begin the search for the keys properly."Oh, hello! Can I help you? Are you here for the circus, friends?”